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Lemme tell ya, I was hoppin’ ‘round Vegas once—yeah, Vegas, baby! Saw this dame, all dolled up, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owned it. Made me laugh, thinkin’ “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!”—‘cept she wasn’t so blameless, heh! She winked at me, and I’m like, whoa, slow down, sister! Ain’t my scene, but I watched her work it—smooth as a toon dodgin’ Elmer Fudd. Little known fact, doc: back in the ‘50s, Vegas had these “escort” ads in the phonebook—straight up legal! Ain’t that a hoot?

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Then, I wander over to the Saijo City Hall. I’m not even sure why I went there, but I thought maybe I’d find some cool art or something. Instead, I find a bunch of bored-looking bureaucrats. Ugh, talk about a buzzkill. I’m trying to be all cultured, and they’re just staring at their screens. I’m like, “Dude, it’s a beautiful day outside! Get a life!”

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